tryna find the right pressure to press to the pen
searching for the sign through these rhymes when the stressin will end
Often at times my mind is at an abstracted bend
Feelings come and go but I don’t know if these wounds I could mend
But fuck it here goes nothin imma stay real, bring da ruckus I’m walkin bucket Like I’m Bradley Beal
She tell me eat a meal I know the deal we ain’t talkin dinner
So I deliver till her spine shiver in the middle of winter
her lip start to quiver
Got her wet like a river
Born sinner and a winner
So tell me what does that give ya
A perfect mixture
I could fix ya somethin baby that could soothe ya soul
If we lost control no need so slow just let the music flow and see where it go
I can row so don’t worry if we rock the boat
Let Aaliyah take us to places where our lovin can float
This just somethin I wrote while I toked on the dopest most potent of smoke
I rock a cloak to lay low but these lyrics hit your spirit like daggers
You see when I’m spitting im hella different than these other rappers
I’m nasty and romantic this ballad gonna make you stagger
But don’t trip, I’m well equipped to flick my wrist and hit the places that matter
So skip the chatter throw a pitch imma knock it out the park type of batter
- Author: asrealastheycome ( Offline)
- Published: August 5th, 2021 21:47
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 9
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